Between the words

This long absence has been a different presence. In the real world, there are names, identities, responsibilities, deadlines. Even if I'd rather be exploring experiences in self-reflective words, flights land and drafts are due and the world, my real world, spins on by. For a while, it's easier to just spin along and see what we churn up together, the real world and I. So far, there's this:

Quit my job for a degree in writing.

Learning that I get annoyed -- extremely, justifiably, so -- when people come up and talk to me about this blog.

I don't care who you are. This blog is not a communication from me to you. It is not a means to solicit your opinion of my life or actions. It is a collection of personal reflections, some more foolish than others. If you'd like to discuss them, leave me a comment. Don't, under any circumstances, say -- "Hey, I read your website and here's what I think!" If I wanted to initiate a real-world conversation with you on the subject, I would have.

The difference between a hyphen and an em- dash. Yay grammar!

Realized that I still think of grammar and finances only in French. I can't explain English tenses, but I'm your person if you want to learn about plus-que-parfait. Ou la bourse.

And most of all, this:

Accepting that this blog is probably going to stay quiet for a while longer. As I transition to a full-time career as a writer, work and life aren't as separate as they once were. Words distinct to each are sparser, and I'm still thinking through where the common ones should go.